You didn't see my valentine, I sent it via pantomime
While you were watching someone else I stared at you and cut myself
That's all I'll do cause I'm not free a fugitive too dull to flee
I'm amorous but out of reach a still life drawing of a peach

I'm the tune up in a cup
I stand no chance of growing up
I've made my piece, I'm dead, I'm done
I watched you live to have my fun

I root for you, I love you you you you you

I made it to a dinner date
Light teardrops seasoned every plate
I tried to dance but lost my nerve
I cramped up in the learning curve